Queen of Ten Thousand Demons Insists on Marrying Me - Chapter 49.1

Lu Xiaoxiao instinctively reached out to her side in a half-asleep state, but instead of warm jade and soft fragrance, her hand met the cold bed.

She propped up her sore body and leaned against the edge of the bed. Looking around, she could not find the person who had spent the intimate night with her.

However, the spiritual power in her Sea of Consciousness was incredibly rich. A miniature person identical to her sat right in the center, signifying that she had unconsciously broken through to the Nascent Soul stage the previous night.

Unable to find the person, she got up and put on her clothes. As she lifted her arm, it pulled at her shoulder, making Lu Xiaoxiao gasp in pain.

“Hiss…”

She sat in front of the dressing table, looking at the two bite marks on her shoulder and neck through the bronze mirror. Recalling the scenes from last night, a smile with an ambiguous meaning appeared on her face, completely unlike someone who had been injured.

She rubbed the teeth marks on her neck and chuckled, “It seems the Xuantian Body Forging Art isn’t all that great; otherwise, I wouldn’t have been bitten like this.”

The figure of the Chaos Origin Sword burst into the mirror, its inappropriate voice sounding from the side.

“That was a Great Ascension stage demon, and you say it’s ‘not all that great’? You, a mere Golden Core—no, you’re already Nascent Soul now—if not for the Xuantian Body Forging Art last night, she probably would have bitten right through you!”

Lu Xiaoxiao felt a chill down her neck upon hearing that. The pain from last night instantly rushed back, and she felt a wave of fear.

“Stop talking nonsense. It wasn’t that exaggerated,” Lu Xiaoxiao’s expression in the mirror was a bit unnatural.

“I’m not talking nonsense. You humans, when it comes to that kind of thing, when that time comes, you know, that time, you often can’t control yourselves.”

Lu Xiaoxiao paused, suddenly finding it absurd to be discussing such a matter with a cold weapon.

She clenched her fists, afraid she might lose her temper and snap back, and gritted her teeth as she asked, “You were here all night?”

The Chaos Origin Sword fluttered up and down, seeming a bit angry: “I was at first, but she used a spell to throw me out later. That demoness! So heartless. Throwing me outside in this cold weather, do you know how cold I was?”

“What demoness? Don’t speak carelessly. You don’t have a flesh-and-blood body; being cold for a bit won’t hurt, and you won’t catch a cold, get a fever, or have a runny nose.” Lu Xiaoxiao was highly displeased with the Chaos Origin Sword calling Tantai Jing that.

The Chaos Origin Sword spun on the table, its hilt bending toward Lu Xiaoxiao: “But that’s what you used to call her.”

Lu Xiaoxiao’s face flushed: “That was the past. It’s different now. In the future, you should respect… Forget it, you’re not very good at respecting people. Just don’t talk to her and anger her.”

It suddenly became noisy outside. She walked to the door, wanting to see what was happening, but she was blocked by a barrier and couldn’t see Tantai Jing anywhere.

She asked the Chaos Origin Sword again: “Where is Tantai Jing? When did she leave? Who cast this barrier here?”

“The barrier was cast by Tantai Jing. She left before the hour of Mao (5-7 AM). It’s almost noon now.”

“It’s been noisy outside for a long time. Could it be that the Demon Clan is attacking Yaoxia Palace?”

“Tantai Jing probably feared you’d cause trouble and ruin her plans, so she set up the barrier early to lock you in. You can’t trust demons! Xiaoxiao, look, she still doesn’t trust you.”

Lu Xiaoxiao’s heart was a tangled mess. She frowned and asked, “Stop the useless talk. Can you break this barrier?”

“You underestimate me too much.”

A blue light instantly erupted in the room, dazzling the eyes. A sword phantom, ten times larger than the Chaos Origin Sword’s original blade, appeared over the sword’s body, containing a powerful force of heaven and earth.

With a buzzing sound, the blue light wrapped around the sword phantom began to carry wisps of light golden water streams. Like a bolt of lightning tearing through the sky, it violently rushed toward the barrier ahead.

The moment the sword phantom touched the barrier, a crisp and loud cracking sound rang out. As the sound echoed, fine cracks began to appear in the barrier, rapidly spreading.

Finally, with a roar, the barrier completely collapsed, turning into specks of light that dissipated into the air. The Chaos Origin Sword soared into the sky with the sword phantom, circling above like a swimming dragon.

The moment the barrier shattered, Lu Xiaoxiao tapped the ground with her toe, flew up at extreme speed, grabbed the whistling Chaos Origin Sword, and rushed toward the Demon Lock Tower.

Everywhere Lu Xiaoxiao went, whether in the sky or on the ground, Yaoxia Palace disciples and Demon Clan members were fighting. Magical treasures and demonic energy intertwined, creating utter chaos.

She even saw Zhang San and Li Si, who were being relentlessly pursued by a massive boar demon with full fangs and a Nascent Soul-stage demonic aura.

The boar demon was huge, like a small house. Its skin was like coarse tree bark, its eyes were blood-red, and its tusks were sharp as knives. Every step it took was accompanied by the earth shaking.

Seeing Zhang San cornered by the boar demon, sticky saliva constantly dripped from the demon’s sharp tusks. Every drop carried a strong, foul odor. The saliva landed on Zhang San’s spotless palace robes, instantly staining the cloth a large patch of pale yellow.

Zhang San’s face was ashen. Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, dripping onto the ground with faint sounds. It seemed his spiritual energy was uncontrollably leaking, and he was about to self-destruct on the spot.

Seeing this, Lu Xiaoxiao turned, holding the Chaos Origin Sword, and continuously slashed out seven or eight sword qi strikes at the boar demon from the air. The demon quickly retreated, unable to resist, and watched Lu Xiaoxiao vigilantly from a short distance. It snorted a few times and scraped the ground with its hind hooves, looking highly unconvinced.

Zhang San wiped the boar demon’s saliva from his face. He sniffed it at his nose in disgust—it was truly foul and stinky—and quickly backed away, forcefully shaking his arm to fling it off, nearly vomiting his breakfast.

Lu Xiaoxiao stood in front of him, turned sideways, and smiled: “Senior Brother Zhang has such strong curiosity, smelling everything.”

Without waiting for Zhang San to respond, she recalled the first move of the Xuantian Sword Technique, “Xuantian Dawnbreaker.”

“It’s time to try my new sword technique,” Lu Xiaoxiao muttered to herself.

“Xuantian Dawnbreaker,” as the opening move of the Xuantian Sword Technique, not only contained the determination to cut through the last darkness before dawn but also concealed a deep understanding of the laws of heaven and earth. The essence of this move was grand and sweeping, aimed at eliminating all injustice, insincerity, and unrighteousness in the world.

Lu Xiaoxiao closed her eyes and focused her mind, as if she could see the magnificent scene of the first ray of sunlight piercing the clouds and illuminating the land on the distant horizon.

She slowly raised her hand, pouring her internal spiritual power into the Chaos Origin Sword. The person and the sword seemed to merge into one; the sword was the heart, and the heart was the sword.

As her mind moved, the sword light burst forth, and a rising crimson sun leaped over the horizon, hanging brightly and dazzlingly behind her.

Before the sword struck, the Nascent Soul-stage boar demon felt a powerful demonic pressure bearing down on it. Its foot movements became hurried, and it snorted continuously through its nose, instantly growing tense.

The boar demon nervously said, “Your demonic aura is so thick. Since you are one of the Demon Clan, why do you attack me?”

Lu Xiaoxiao thought the boar demon was mad, trying to claim kinship with everyone.

The tip of the sword lightly trembled and pointed at the roaring Golden Core-stage boar demon. At the same time, the crimson sun that had been faintly reflected behind her seemed to sense its master’s call, suddenly bursting into a massive light, transforming into a scorching fireball the size of a large disk.

This crimson sun was not a real sun but a manifestation of spiritual power condensed from the resonance between Lu Xiaoxiao’s internal spiritual power and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi.

“Xuantian Dawnbreaker!”

With an angry shout from Lu Xiaoxiao, the crimson sun, wrapped in a formidable power capable of shaking mountains, roared toward the boar demon’s location.

As the crimson sun approached, the surrounding air seemed to ignite, and the temperature rapidly soared. Even the hair on the boar demon’s body began to char and curl, emitting a pungent, burnt smell. The boar demon sensed this unprecedented threat. Its eyes widened in terror, and it attempted to dodge the fatal blow by leaping and rolling.

However, the crimson sun was too fast. It struck the boar demon’s body with crushing force.

At that moment, a dazzling light and a deafening roar erupted instantly. The entire space seemed to be torn apart by this force.

The boar demon’s body, under the violent impact of the crimson sun, shattered like a clay pot smashed by an invisible giant hammer, instantly flying into pieces, with blood and flesh scattered everywhere.

In its place, a massive pit several zhang (tens of feet) in diameter appeared. The edges of the pit were scorched black, giving off a pungent, burnt odor, clearly the result of the crimson sun’s high temperature.

Lu Xiaoxiao was stunned by the “Xuantian Dawnbreaker.” This sword technique was incredibly powerful, tens of times stronger than the strike she had previously made with the Chaos Origin Sword after exhausting all her spiritual power.

“Now you know how formidable my Chaos Origin Sword is,” the Chaos Origin Sword transmitted a message to Lu Xiaoxiao.

“I… I know. I finally feel like it’s a divine weapon.”

Zhang San walked up to Lu Xiaoxiao, his face full of disbelief: “Lu Xiaoxiao?”

“When did you become so strong? You’re already Nascent Soul stage?”

Li Si, seeing Zhang San escape danger, pulled Zhang San and cupped his hands in gratitude to Lu Xiaoxiao: “Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lu, for helping my brother escape peril. I am immensely grateful.”

Lu Xiaoxiao pretended to be profound, lightly holding up their arms: “It’s a small matter. I have something to attend to, so we’ll catch up later.”

With that, she continued on her sword toward the Demon Lock Tower.

Chaos Origin Sword: “Do you know why that boar demon just now said you were a demon?”

Lu Xiaoxiao looked at the distant Demon Lock Tower. Figures of people shimmered below, and various magical artifacts with different spiritual energy attributes collided, erupting in colorful light. She answered casually, “He was just begging for mercy, and the reason was too ridiculous.”

The Chaos Origin Sword’s voice held a hint of schadenfreude: “No, no. He sensed Tantai Jing’s aura on you. Be careful not to send one of her distant relatives to hell right after you two finished your good deeds.”

Lu Xiaoxiao was startled by its words, and she answered with some lack of confidence: “She’s a White Tiger, and that was a wild boar. What kind of relative would that be?”

The Demon Lock Tower had arrived.

Wan Xuan’er, dressed in a shimmering, colorful feather robe, her figure graceful like an immortal descending to the world, stood shoulder-to-shoulder with Ban Cheng and the other four protectors of Yaoxia Palace.

The five pillars of Yaoxia Palace, each holding a magical treasure, stood ready with imposing auras, facing the group not far in front of them.

Opposite them, the old acquaintance Yan Gengshen walked out slowly. He was dressed in black, with a stern face, and his previously severed arm had regrown.

Behind Yan Gengshen followed five Demon Kings in the Tribulation Crossing stage, each a formidable expert with considerable cultivation.

Lu Xiaoxiao did not want to get involved. Her gaze scanned below until she spotted Wan Qingyi and Lu Wanbai, and she flew straight toward them.

“Wan Qingyi, have you seen Tantai Jing?” Lu Xiaoxiao grabbed Wan Qingyi’s arm and asked urgently.

Unexpectedly, Wan Qingyi outright slapped her hand away, looking at her with cold eyes, completely different from her usual self.

Lu Xiaoxiao stared blankly at Wan Qingyi, who then sternly scolded: “Tantai Jing is a spy for the Demon Clan! Why are you still looking for her at a time like this? Are you a spy for the Demon Clan too?!”

Each question was like a cold arrow, piercing directly into Lu Xiaoxiao’s heart.

As to whether she was a Demon Clan spy, she herself didn’t know. Perhaps she was, or perhaps she wasn’t. But she had never intended to harm anyone in Yaoxia Palace; she only wanted to help Tantai Jing rescue Fu Zhao.

Lu Wanbai stood to the side, displeased with Wan Qingyi’s questioning: “Why are you talking about Xiaoxiao like that? Tantai Jing was in your palace for so long, and none of you found out. How could Xiaoxiao know she was a demon?”

This time, Wan Qingyi did not listen to Lu Wanbai as she usually did. She sneered at Lu Xiaoxiao: “Others may not know, but how could she not have noticed anything, seeing as she went in and out and slept with Tantai Jing?”

Lu Xiaoxiao’s lips moved, unable to offer a rebuttal. She said dejectedly, “I just want to know where she went.”

“Unrepentant! She attempted to break into the Demon Lock Tower, injured several people in the Enforcement Hall, and has been trapped inside the Demon Lock Tower by the elders. She’s likely gone forever!”

After Wan Qingyi finished speaking, she gave Lu Xiaoxiao a meaningful glance, a hint of reluctance flowing in her eyes: “As a friend, I advise you to abandon the darkness and turn to the light. Just pretend you didn’t know. Afterward, my mother, considering you young and ignorant, won’t make things difficult for you.”

Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished, Lu Xiaoxiao turned around and ran at full speed toward the Demon Lock Tower, leaving the two with only a lonely but firm back.

Watching her figure, Wan Qingyi murmured, “It’s a good thing my mother anticipated this. How could an ordinary disciple of Yaoxia Palace have the antidote for Yan Gengshen’s poison? What a pity…”

What a pity that she had genuinely considered Tantai Jing and Lu Xiaoxiao as friends, but humans and demons walk different paths, and ultimately, their ways diverge.

Lu Wanbai watched Lu Xiaoxiao rush into the Demon Lock Tower and, ignoring the Demon Clan members they were facing, also intended to follow. But before she could turn, Wan Qingyi grabbed her.

Her brows furrowed like a small mountain, and she shouted at Lu Wanbai even more fiercely: “Are you crazy? There are dozens of Tribulation Crossing stage elders from my Yaoxia Palace arrayed inside! Why would you go in and seek death?!”

“But…”

Before Lu Wanbai could finish, Wan Qingyi immediately injected spiritual power into her token.

The Demon Lock Tower, which had been opened by the elders and not yet closed, suddenly slammed shut with a “rumble” after Lu Xiaoxiao entered.

The first level inside the Demon Lock Tower.

In that boundless golden sunflower sea that seemed to stretch to the horizon, Tantai Jing stood alone at the center of the flower sea, surrounded by twelve Yaoxia Palace elders in the Ten Directions Demon Subduing Array.

She wore a tight black dress, its skirt gently swaying in the wind, looking completely out of place in the sunflower sea.